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... across a gem of a village called Stonington. It was a quaint town of mostly old white wooden houses, some of them quite grand. There must have been lots of sea captains living there in the old days.)
That night we had another wonderful meal at an Italian restaurant over the road and had meals without garlic and onion. I think my reputation is preceding me and FAOGCS (pronounced Faog~cs) is becoming a force to be reckoned with. (Are reading this Dan and ...
I had a moment of disorientation when Addie woke me up this morning. Apparently I brought the wrong phone charger on the trip, and my phone was almost dead last night so I turned it off before bed to save the battery. When I turned it back on to check the time, it said it was 10 o'clock! I couldn't believe I'd slept 12 hours, much less that Addie had been that patient. But there it was. It took me about 10 minutes of rushing around to realize that the phone ...
... around or sitting on the red bleachers. We joined them for a while to people-watch, which was the main activity.
It was a perfect warm evening, but we awoke on Saturday morning to a steady rain. However, we were prepared with an umbrella as we set off to find the ticket booth in Times Square to purchase theatre tickets. Of the many options available we chose to see the musical 'Chicago', the longest-running show ...
... they would have known then, so anything they say is equivalent to their time period. That place was very interesting. We had to leave early to continue the journey. After this we travelled two miles to Plimoth rock where they had the Mayflower 2 that was built in Brixham in the seventies and sailed across to be based here. They have people on board here telling the story of the original voyage, they had originally set out with ...
... before delivering us safely to her dock on The Thames River in a smooth 90 minutes. I used the time to dwell on the happenstance of all the British references surrounding me: I was born in London in 1962. Not only that, but the name of our ferry - "Susan Anne." It sent an omniscient shiver thru me when I first read the name across the ship's stem. In 1967, less than a year after our family migrated to Australia, mother gave birth to twin girls and named them Susan and Anne. ...